Mother Knows Best
Chapter Seventeen
The living room was dimly lit with Kiera's Christmas scented Yankee candles and side table lamps. Cross-legged, Tails sat on the sofa with his microwaved chicken casserole on his lap as he stared up at the flat-screen television watching the very new and latest season of Supernatural. He said he would wait to watch it with Kiera but she was out with Shadow on a very romantic date at The Blue Chex and he couldn't wait anymore. So, he slipped in the first disc and went full 'binge mode'.
The locks on the door clicked and it opened slowly with the slow tapping of heels on the laminate flooring. It was Kiera and Shadow returning from their date. The door closed behind them and smoothly locked. Kiera stalked all the way to the back of the sofa, she leaned down beside Tails' head.
"Boo." Tails' eyes widen and he jumped, holding onto his bowl of chicken casserole.
He turned to Kiera. "What the hell, Kiera?! I'm holding food."
"And you said you would wait for me to start Supernatural." She laughed.
Shadow walked up to them after their coats on the rack. "What's Supernatural?" The two of them stared at him in disbelief for a moment then looked at each other once again but this time with a plan in action.
"Oh, honey, you're going to know Supernatural real soon." She smirked and he was just confused in several ways.
Tails put his bowl of chicken casserole down on the coffee table. "Eleven seasons, here we come." He walked around the sofa and patted Shadow's shoulder.
"Welcome to the family, Shadow." Tails grabbed the first season of the television show and put the very first disc in.
So, it began:
Saving people,
Hunting things,
The family business.
In that moment, Shadow was thrust into their traditions of binge-watching television shows that they love while eating junk food and cuddling in their fluffy quilts. He loved the closeness and cuddling part of the tradition with Kiera especially, he had grown to admire the fraternal bond between the Winchester brothers as they searched for their father while hunting monsters that go bump in the night.
He could get used to this.
Silver stood in the middle of the kitchen of the latest crime scene that he and Shadow are investigation but he had Blaze helping him out on this one. He let Shadow be with his girlfriend in Yukon River – he felt that Shadow needed to be with her right now.
Blaze stood next to the kitchen island, looking at where the bodies of dead mobians were not too long ago. They were looking for any more clues on the case or something that could lead them to a suspect at least. "This is horrific." She muttered.
"You should've seen the bodies." Silver's eyes flicked from the bloodstains to the furniture to find something, anything.
"Brutal and sadistic." He added, taking a breath as he remembered when he first stepped into his apartment. It was like a massacre, something you would only see in Friday the 13th.
Blaze moved from the kitchen. "I'd rather not picture that." She stepped across into the joint living room and checked the bookshelves for anything, everything.
No matter how small, they will find something. "They were just kids, hanging out, chatting and having food together. And then…" Her eyes paused on a stuffed golden teddy bear.
"Then two men came crashing in and it was all over for them. No future for any of them. It's tragic." Silver continued for her. He swore to himself that he would catch their killers not to close the case but to bring closure for their grieving families and for justice for this injustice.
Blaze didn't respond to him but kept staring at the stuffed golden teddy bear with a few splatters of blood along its silky fur. Her yellow eyes met the black orbs of the small inanimate bear. There was something different about this teddy.
It wasn't normal at all.
She took it off the shelving unit and turned it around. There was a vertical zipper. She pulled it down and it didn't reveal a battery pack. It shown a screen to her, and she was confused but then the realisation hit her.
It was a nanny cam.
Blaze looked up and moved over to Silver. "Hey, look at this." She said and he looked over her shoulder.
"A hidden camera." He stared and pondered at it for a moment.
He glanced at her. "They're on there. The killers." She smirked and nodded.
"Let's go." The two of them excited the crime scene with the teddy bear covered nanny cam in hand as they headed to the police station with the very evidence that could lead them to the cruel murderers of this sick crime.
They found themselves at a computer and connected the hidden camera up. They pulled up the footage from the night of the vicious killings of those kids. Blaze tried to keep her eyes on the screen when the kids were slaughtered to death by two men but their faces were turned away from the camera.
"Come on. Look at the camera, a side glance, anything." Silver muttered to himself, his eyes glued all over the screen.
Blaze's eyes darted around the screen, staring at the suspects clad in black until she saw something. "Wait, wait. Pause it and rewind four seconds back." She informed him with her eyes still on the screen.
"Alright." Silver paused and rewound the tape back to the spot she asked for.
His brow furrowed. "What am I looking for?" He queried.
She leant back in her chair. "The mirror in the living room."
Silver zoomed in on the video, where the full body mirror was. The reflection gave them the face of one of the perpetrators. "Got you, basterd." He smirked and started a facial recognition. They waited several long minutes before achieving an 87% result, and criminal record as long as your forearm came up to the service.
"Looks like we've found our man." Blaze smiled and looked over to Silver.
He looked at her with a grin. "Alistair is our man."
Kiera pulled a warm maroon sweatshirt over her head as she stood in her bedroom. Arms snaked their way around her waist and weight fell on the curve of her neck to her shoulder. "So, did you like it?" She smiled.
Shadow pressed a gentle kiss to her neck. "I like you." She rolled her eyes but still smiling anyway.
"Did you like Supernatural, honey?" She twirled around in his arms, now facing him.
He softly leant his forehead against hers. "I liked the dynamic between Dean and Sam, and I felt sorry for him when he lost Jess the same way they lost their mother." She sadly smiled.
"It smells like Christmas trees in here." He commented, quickly placing a peck on her lips and falling backwards on her bed.
Kiera closed her curtains and joined him in her bed. "Sorry, if I like the smell."
He pulled her close to him, ready for another cuddle session with her. "I love the smell, love."
"Well, it's not going anywhere anytime soon." She mumbled into his chest.
He smiled happily. "I hope you don't go anywhere anytime soon either."
"I'm staying right here. With you."
"Good."
Brown and orange crunchy leaves fell slowly around him. He stared deeply as the curtains were drawn and the light went out. He pulled his mobile phone from his jacket pocket and hit a number in.
"What is it?" A muffled voice answered.
He answered in a low voice. "She's alive."